We agonize over what is TRUE and what is JUST
Thinking we can make the determinations from analysis
Navigating through the distortions, repressions and agendas
Sifting ideas
But Truth and Justice aren’t something we decide or make up
They are not constructed from thinking
Not subject to our desires, biases, philosophies or dogma
Not really ours at all
They exist on another plane
They are primordial, permeating cosmic reality
If we are receptive, in soft stillness, they descend to us, into our hearts
And into our knowing
They are both deeply personal, and paradoxically eternal
Essentially magnetic – drawing us to them
And fragile if we lose our connection to the primordial, or become wilful
They fade if not acted upon
Truth and Justice are goddesses
Walking a so near and distant pathway, holding hands – through the cosmos
We honor them by acknowledging and following the path
In this space of ages, we can heart-know what is right
As we follow the path of Truth and Justice we can enter another realm